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The Third Attraction
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The Third Attraction

Searching for the man
at Planter's Peanuts
who, when they were kids,
shook hands with them

his costume
like a straw balloon
around his torso.

This new man
isn't the same:

not tall enough,
and look how that skinny suit
fits him.
Even his jet black arm
shoots out too quickly:
a boat caught in the marsh,
its oars for rudders.

Peanut shells
tossed into water
drift off slowly, floating.

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Comments (1)

You've certainly got talent. Original subject matter, and an original take on that subject matter. Human without being maudlin. You seem to have read a lot of poetry and learned how to write.